@flighttruth ;; comfortable intimacy prompts (still accepting) [ walk ] Sam helps Steve walk by staying by his side and holding onto him
SOMETHING IS VERY WRONG WITH HIS KNEE. Amidst the battle, Steve ignored the pain with the help of adrenaline flooding his whole organism, but now he can't help but notice the way his kneecap is moving like it never moved before. He remembers Thanos piercing his leg directly above it during their fight, and he figures the sharp blade destroyed more than tearing some muscles. It hurts like a motherfucker. Sam notices because he always notices, and rushes over to help him, but Steve can say with an easy conscience that the tears in his eyes aren't from pain. "Sam," he says, voice hoarse. Fuck, they did it. They brought them back. Thanos and his army are gone. Steve grasps Sam's arm firmly as if he's afraid he could turn to dust again. "We need to — do triage. Help the wounded. I think Doctor Strange was a real doctor once. He should be in charge. Maybe the wizards can open their shiny portals to hospitals—"















